An avid knitter/crocheter's attempt to make pretty much everything in her life relate to one or the other.

Monday, October 23, 2006

I went to Rhinebeck and lost my mind....

and gained a bunny. Meet Mr. Cameron T. Bunny, a giant English angora buck. "Get out of my face with that flash, lady, or I will smite you with my giant paws!!!!"Here is Cameron getting ready to ride home. He was hopping around sniffing out his new home. I was praying "Please don't pee in my van, please don't pee in my van, please..." He didn't. He is a good bunny.

I SWORE I wasn't buying a bunny, some of you even heard me say it (stop laughing all you Knitty-Heads!). Yet here he is. I couldn't help myself, he is a total snuggle whore, and I fell in love. I was in trouble the minute I took him out of his cage and he cuddled up in my arms.. And the Kid was with me, which didn't really help with the "no bunny" resolve.

Now I need a new wheel - he is way too hairy for me to keep up with my drop spindle....

No photos of the rest of the haul yet, although I was pretty restrained over all. The Kid and I got some Jacquard dyes because we saw a great demo and think we are maybe ready to move on from the Kool-Aid. Not that there is anything wrong with Kool-Aid dying, but this will give us more color options. I bought some way cool sock yarn and I already can't remember where I bought it! I bought some Moth Beware made from bay leaves, and some scented soaps. A DPN case from Crippen Works , one of my favorite vendors, and something that was actually on my list of things I didn't want to leave without. And a Kumihimo disc, which I played with last night and have high hopes for. No roving, unless you count Cameron, who is essentially walking roving (or roving that poops, come to think of it.)

Great fun was had by all in addition the the shopping. I met Stitchy McYarnpants and got a copy of her new book, which is a riot. Met a trillion bloggers which was great. Finally met the lovely and talented Norma in real life after several other fiber festival related near-misses. And I ran into The Yarn Harlot herself who had the good grace to pretend she remembered me. The Kid also got a kick out of meeting in person the woman whose stories caused her to make "Holy Crap" an important part of her vocabulary.

I will try and get some haul photos done for tomorrow. Right now I am going blog stalking!